txolops Chapter 85 The Roc King = Lion Camel Ridge!
Chapter 85 The Roc King = Lion Camel Ridge!
Han Xiaoliu asked repeatedly in disbelief until the drop of essence blood containing the power of violent thunder actually fell into his palm, and a burning pain came through. Only then did he look speechlessly at the proud Thunder Roc in front of him.
I thought to myself, is this guy crazy? He won't listen to either soft or hard approaches, and he only gives me handouts after I've already given up on him!
Han Xiaoliu was still feeling frustrated. He gripped the drop of blood tightly, rolled his eyes in annoyance, and muttered, "Why didn't you just give it to me earlier? You had to push me to the brink. Look at your 'I'm being merciful' attitude, you really deserve a beating."
Upon hearing this, Lei Peng's enormous wings fluttered slightly, creating a fierce gust of wind.
A hint of human disdain flashed in its sharp golden eyes. Head held high, its voice boomed directly into Han Xiaoliu's mind, carrying an innate arrogance: "Human brat, don't act innocent after getting the better deal. Why should I explain my actions to you? If you had shown even a trace of servility just now, this drop of essence blood would have turned to ashes rather than fallen into your hands. My Thunder Roc clan only respects pride, not spinelessness."
Han Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment. Looking at Lei Peng's matter-of-fact expression, the retort that was about to come out stuck in his throat.
He looked down at the drop of blood essence in his hand. Although this bird was strange, smelly, and stubborn, the blood essence containing pure lightning spiritual power was indeed a rare opportunity.
"Fine, fine, you're so high and mighty, so great." Han Xiaoliu sighed helplessly, his tone softening a bit. "But let's get this straight: I'll accept this essence blood, but that doesn't mean I owe you a favor. At most, we're... mutually beneficial."
Lei Peng let out a low growl that sounded like a sneer, his massive body slowly lowering, his golden eyes fixed on Han Xiaoliu: "Mutual benefit? With your current ant-like body, what good can you offer me?"
Han Xiaoliu's lips twitched; Lei Peng really wasn't being polite at all.
However, he knew the law of the jungle in the cultivation world. Without strength, he didn't even have the right to have an equal conversation with this arrogant Lei Peng.
He took a deep breath, his eyes gradually hardening: "Fine, then I'll show you just what I can offer you!"
Having said that, Han Xiaoliu no longer hesitated, took out a golden card, and dripped the scalding hot Lei Peng blood essence into it.
In an instant, a violent burst of lightning power exploded on the card...
"Ding! A trace of a special external law (Yin Yang, Wind and Thunder) has been collected. Merit +1000!"
"Ding! Collected special demonic beast bloodline (Yin Yang · Wind and Thunder), Merit +100!"
"Ding! The conditions for gestation have been met by summoning the Mystic Bird. The Seed of Life is activated, and the gestation quest is now open. This can be accelerated by consuming spirit stones!"
"Ding! The Great Roc King has met the activation requirements. The Seed of Life is activated, and the nurturing quest is now open. This can be accelerated by consuming spirit stones! The Great Roc King has met the requirements for the Lion Camel Ridge sect construction. Upon reaching adulthood, the Lion Camel Ridge sect construction quest will be available!"
"Here you go!" Han Xiaoliu's mouth stretched almost to his ears as he let out an uncontrollable chuckle, looking exactly like a little mouse that had just stolen some oil.
"Another day to make a fortune!"
His overjoyed expression was not missed by Lei Peng, who was secretly watching. The old fox of the cultivation world felt a surge of inexplicable excitement.
He had seen countless people and witnessed countless schemes and conspiracies, but at this moment, what Han Xiaoliu's eyes revealed was a pure, almost overflowing joy of achievement.
It's not just the satisfaction of receiving a single essence of blood; it's like a young animal protecting its beloved collection of treasures, filled with greed and cherishing.
"How many Thunder Rocs were born?"
Just as Han Xiaoliu was filled with joy and his guard was at its lowest, Lei Peng's light and casual voice came, his tone as familiar as a casual greeting between old friends.
Han Xiaoliu subconsciously opened his mouth, the numbers almost slipping out, but his intuition, honed from years of living on the edge, made him realize instantly—he seemed to have been tricked into revealing information in the same way before!
He abruptly shut his mouth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and stared warily in the direction from which the sound came, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"It's none of your business!"
Han Xiaoliu snorted coldly, and without the slightest hesitation, tore open the spatial passage in front of him, took a step out, and instantly returned to the outside of the restriction.
Just as his figure was about to disappear completely, he turned back and left a mocking remark: "If you had lived, you might have had a chance to see them again. Unfortunately, you won't! Goodbye forever!"
Before he finished speaking, Han Xiaoliu's figure had already completely disappeared into the earth's veins, transforming into a stream of light and flying madly towards the direction of the Kui Xing Island teleportation array.
"Them! There's more than one!"
A thunderbolt seemed to explode in Lei Peng's mind, and he froze on the spot, his pupils contracting violently.
Han Xiaoliu's unintentional boast just now was like a key, instantly unlocking the crazy but only guess in his heart.
That kid actually mastered the secret method of conceiving offspring using bloodlines!
The thought that his hope of continuing his bloodline had truly fallen on that cunning young man twisted Lei Peng's aged face instantly.
He was so excited that his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. His originally cloudy eyes were now wide open, filled with frantic bloodshot veins, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets.
He grinned, and a strange "clucking" sound came from his throat, a sound somewhere between maniacal laughter and sobbing.
"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!"
He clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, oblivious to the trickle of blood seeping out. A sickly flush rose on his wrinkled face, each wrinkle seemingly filled with a frenzied hope.
He stared intently in the direction Han Xiaoliu had disappeared, his eyes burning with a intensity that seemed to ignite the very void. He was like a man dying in the desert who had suddenly spotted an oasis, driven to near madness by excitement, muttering incessantly, "It's real... my bloodline... has truly given birth to offspring..."
"Run, run! Don't let me catch you!"
Lei Peng's lips curled into a cruel and excited grin. As the formation stopped operating, the restrictive power that had been suppressing him receded rapidly like a tide.
Lei Peng, who had suppressed his power for hundreds of years, finally waited for this moment. He let out a deafening roar and his massive demonic body suddenly exerted its strength.
Purple lightning danced wildly around him, and his giant silver wings tore through the long-rotted black iron chains. Terrifying lightning power instantly pierced through the dome of the Demon Suppression Platform.
With a deafening roar that shook the earth, the seal that had imprisoned him for countless years was finally broken by him!
Having regained his freedom, Lei Peng, carrying centuries of pent-up resentment, descended upon Kui Xing Island like a world-destroying demon god.
His demonic aura blotted out the sky, and his enormous claws, carrying the destructive power of thunder, mercilessly slammed down on the bustling city below.
In an instant, countless houses were reduced to dust by the relentless bombardment of lightning, and the entire Kuixing City was engulfed in flames, with cries of agony filling the air, resembling a living hell.
Lei Peng hovered atop the enormous statue in the city that symbolized the majesty of the Star Palace's two saints. He stomped hard on the statue's head, then spread his wings that blotted out the sky and let out a long, exhilarating roar.
Looking at the apocalyptic scene of destruction beneath his feet, the resentment that had been building up in his heart for many years was finally released, and he felt extremely happy!
Having regained his freedom, Lei Peng, carrying centuries of pent-up resentment, descended upon Kui Xing Island like a world-destroying demon god.
His demonic aura blotted out the sky, and his enormous claws, carrying the destructive power of thunder, mercilessly slammed down on the bustling city below.
In an instant, countless houses were reduced to dust by the relentless bombardment of lightning, and the entire Kuixing City was engulfed in flames, with cries of agony filling the air, resembling a living hell.
The moment the chaos erupted, Han Li knew that he could not stay here any longer.
His expression was grave. He grabbed Wang Ning and Zhou Yuan, who were already terrified, and shouted, "Run!" The three of them transformed into streaks of light and frantically darted through the collapsing buildings and the flying lightning.
Behind them came the mournful screams of mortals and the rumble of collapsing buildings. Countless cultivators and civilians were reduced to ashes by Lei Peng's indiscriminate destruction, and blood stained the shattered streets.
Han Li dared not look back even slightly. Relying on his keen senses, he led the two women and fled desperately towards the most remote direction outside the city.
At the edge of the battlefield, a blue figure was quietly suspended in mid-air.
Feng hope gazed intently at the rampaging Lei Peng below, his face showing no fear, but rather a hint of barely perceptible amusement and anticipation.
He was like a patient hunter, coldly observing the old king's mad revenge, waiting for the best opportunity.